It’s a most peculiar gray.

Squalls out on the gulf stream. Big storm coming soon.

Sure enough. I returned just in time for a big storm. A storm big enough to cancel today’s French Quarter Fest. That never happens. I can’t say I was excited about going. It’s grown so big that even my old trick of catching the street car doesn’t work anymore. That is, unless I want to park somewhere near the car barn and take it all the way to Canal Street. Still, I’d go. Just to say I went. And, maybe get lucky and make a few pictures.

All of that said, we are looking for five or six inches of rain in less than 12 hours. We expect heavy winds. And, tornadoes. According the weather folks there is a new stronger designation. Of course, we are in that. The fine, thieving folks at the sewage and water place say that only one pump is down. That should protect us from flooding. Unless the power fails. Or, the pumping stations catch fire. Both of those things have happened.

Of course, I’ve been jonesing¬† to make some real photographs. With a camera. Not a smart phone. That means that I may still go out and make weather pictures. No worries. I may be old, but I’m cagey. My many years of experience protect me from myself. The one thing to always remember is not to drive down a flooded street unless cars have passed through ahead of you. Because potholes. Big, car swallowing potholes.

The picture. You know how I like to be in the middle of things? Well… that’s how you make a vertical cloud picture. And, it helps if you always sit in the window seat. This picture was made yesterday, towards dusk.

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